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Dines with

ginal visit, and to request him to dine with them. Mr. Ferrers declined the invitation; but begged to be permitted to pay his respects again at the casino, in the evening. Th

or it contained drawings of all kinds, and almost of every celebrated place in the vicinity of the Mediterranean shores; Saracenic palaces, Egyptian temples, mosques of Damascus, and fountains of Stamboul. Here was a Bedouin encampment, shaded by a grove of palms; and there a Spanish Se?orita, shrouded in her

club, and interested in every vessel of the squadron that visited the Mediterranean, very naturally inquired of Mr. Ferrers, to whom the schooner in question belonged. Mr. F

he major; '"The Kraken." Why

Mr. Ferrers, but

expected him here. I wonder he has never paid us a visit, papa.

Mr. Ferrers. 'I believe he has made himse

said the Consul. 'He is a great traveller, at all event

Bedouin robber, and-I hardly know what else; but Colonel Garth, who wa

'Bohun, however, has some excuses for his folly:

?' inquired M

d Mr. Ferrers. 'I confess I have no taste for guerilla c

e called an attempt at a bull-fight; the conv

e same footing. Every evening he paid them a visit; and every evening, when he had retired, the major and his daughter agreed that he was a most agre

rsons of the town, had agreed to partake of the hospitality of the British Consul. The major wa

you had offered him an insult. Shall we send him a formal invitation? I wonder what Ferrers he is? I should be gratified

Miss Ponsonby. 'I don't

d not,' replied t

Mr. Ferrers that she had a favour to ask him. He was m

dine with pap

brow immedi

banquet? Is there poison in the dish? Or do you live only on fruit and flowers?' continued

th a scowl over the haughty

said Miss Ponsonb

n Major Ponsonby's hospitality,' mutter

our cou

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sequence of bei

t-in sh

Miss Ponsonby, with

laimed Mr. Ferrers, with animation.

s now useless to ascertain, this gentleman became an habitual guest at the Consul's table; accepting a general i

s particularly pleased; certainly Henrietta Ponsonby never appeared to greater advantage than she did upon the day of this memorable festival. Mr. Ferrers, when he quitted the house, sauntered to the mole, and gazed upon the moonlight sea.-A dangerous symptom. Yet the eye of Mr. Ferrers had before

ure, sufficiently accounted for his conduct. But, whatever might be his motives, certain it is, that the English stranger dangerously interested the feelings of the Consul's daughter; and when she thought the time must arrive for his departure, she drove the recollection from her mind with a swiftness which indicated the pang which she experienced by its occurrence. And no marvel either, that the heart of this young and lovely maiden softened at the thought, and in the presence of her companion: no marvel, and no shame, for nature had invested the Englishman with soul-subduing qualities. His elegant person; his tender, yet reserved manners; his experienced, yet ornate mind; the flashes of a brilliant, yet mellowed imagination, which ever and anon would break forth in his conversation: perhaps, too, the air of melancholy, and even of mystery, which enveloped him, were all spells potent in the charm that enchants the heart of woman. And the major, what did he think? The good Consul was puzzled. The confirmed intimacy between his daughter and his guest alike perple